Saturday, January 5, 2008

A January Morning In Knocknagree Comments

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It's cold in Duhallow this morning and the fields that were green yesterday
Lay chilled to the frost that the night brought a cover of silvery gray
And the little dunnock on bare hedgerow too cold and too hungry to sing
On nude branch he perch sad and silent the hardship that January can bring.
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Francis Duggan
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